Chapter Eight Hundred and Nine: Facing the Ghost King, a Bea
other.Only then did Zhang Ruochin raise his head and glance at the Burial Moon Sword Saint above him, a sigh of relief escaping his lips.Above the Daotai, it wasn't a person, but a mass of energy.The...Zhang Ruoxu donned the Meteor Hiding Robe, concealing his aura and passing through the spatial portal. He reappeared in the cold, dark Netherworld. [Want to read almost any book It's much more stable than general novel websites, with faster updates and full text without ads.]
This land was covered with countless enormous fissures. In some places, the rocks melted into crimson lakes; in others, areas dozens of miles wide were frozen solid.
A battle between two evenly matched saints will completely destroy this land.
The battle had long since ended, but the air was still thick with lingering traces of demonic and Buddhist energy.
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"A battle of the Saintly Realm... truly terrifying. Without hundreds of years of repair, this landscape probably wouldn't be able to recover." Zhang Ruochin sighed inwardly.
In the Kunlun Realm, a prolonged battle between Saint-level beings erupted, transforming hundreds of miles around into a forbidden zone for centuries. Any ordinary person or low-ranked warrior who dared to enter would be instantly killed by the lingering remnants of the saints' energy.
I wonder who ultimately won this battle.
The surroundings were eerily silent, with only the rustling of ghostly winds brushing against the tombstones. The Beautiful Ghost King and the Mindful Monk should have already left.
Zhang Ruochen, having activated the invisibility power of the Meteor Cloak, concealed his aura and used his innate techniques to once again arrive at the lakeshore of the Blood Lake.
This place, is the heart of the battle. The lingering aftereffects are also the strongest here.
Zhang Ruochin looked towards the lake, and saw that on the scarlet water surface, there was actually a blood-red moon imprint.
Slowly, he raised his head and gazed upwards.
"It's really strange, the entire underworld is dark all the time, with no day or night. How could there be a blood moon" Zhang Ruochin mused to himself.
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At the very least, Zhang Ruchen could be certain that with his current cultivation level, he absolutely couldn't fly that high.
What's even stranger is that its glow only falls on the lake surface and doesn't reflect anywhere else.
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Zhang Ruchen's body emitted a hissing sound, and on his skin's surface, a thin layer of frost formed, completely encasing him.
The invisibility power of the Meteor Hidden Cloak was naturally broken.
At first glance, it looked like a lake shore, and suddenly, a human-shaped ice sculpture appeared.
At some point, a female ghost appeared on the surface of the Blood Lake. She stood silently on the water, emanating powerful ghostly energy that condensed into a crimson cloud of spectral fire.
The female ghost's long hair flowed down her back, swaying in the wind. Her blood-stained robe was tattered and torn, revealing her pale skin on her chest, abdomen, back, and arms. (.mianhuaang good-looking novels Cotton candy
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You are correct.
She actually has skin identical to that of a human, she is not an empty phantom.
Such a seductive and beautiful yet eerie ghost, she couldn't help but stimulate Zhang Ruochin's nerves.
However, Zhang Ruochin had no impure thoughts toward her, only one thought.
Run away!
Run as fast as you can.
Because, she is the beautiful ghost queen.
Who would have thought, she was actually still near the Blood Lake
"Whew!"
A powerful fire attribute force surged within Zhang Ruochin's body. His entire being was engulfed in flames, quickly melting the ice away.
The Fire Spirit Physique, one of the Five Elemental Treasures, proves useful at this moment.
When you encounter a being of the Ghost King level, never dream of fighting her. The only way to survive is to use the power of the holy decree to escape.
But Zhang Ruochin had just grasped the imperial edict in his hand, and before he could activate the sacred energy within it, his wrist was already entangled by strands of black silk.
No, it's not black thread, but the hair of the beautiful ghost queen.
The ghostly energy, cold and sinister, clung to the strands. Razor-sharp, it sliced through Zhang Ruochin's skin like a blade, constantly contracting and embedding itself deeper into his flesh.
Fresh blood just wells up, it's immediately absorbed by the hair.
Zhang Ruochen felt a piercing pain in his arm, and the blood in his body was constantly being drawn away. His wrist felt as if it were about to break.
"How is this possible Undead creatures only devour souls, how can they also absorb blood"
Zhang Ruochin didn't know that ordinary undead creatures couldn't absorb blood. However, the Ghost King could absorb trace amounts of blood to refine its ghostly body.
The higher the quality of the blood, the greater its use to the Ghost King.
The next moment, the beautiful Ghost Queen appeared before Zhang Ruochin, only a hair's breadth away from him. A pair of cold, deep, and fierce eyes stared intently at Zhang Ruochin up close.
Zhang Ruochen gritted his teeth and began to mobilize his sword intent, summoning the Shen Yuan Ancient Sword. He used the Yu Jian Art, drawing a black sword light, and slashed towards the beautiful Ghost King.
"Wow!"
She merely extended two fingers, gripping the Chenyan Ancient Sword effortlessly. With a casual flick of her arm, she sent it flying towards Blood Lake. The sword plunged onto an islet in the lake, causing a deafening boom.
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"Your cultivation level might be a bit low, but the quality of your blood is exceptional. Therefore, I suppose your soul would also be quite delicious."
The Beauty Ghost King stared at Zhang Ruochin, as if she were appraising a delicious dish. There was no other emotion in her eyes besides that.
Zhang Ruochen, at this moment, had been completely suppressed by the power of the Beauty Ghost King. He couldn't even mobilize his holy energy or spiritual power, let alone cast spells using time and space powers.
"Wow!"
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The Five icy white fingers of the Beauty Demon Queen became incredibly sharp, pressing down on Zhang Ruochin's head and beginning to extract his Martial Soul.
At this moment, Zhang Ruochen's mind flashed with the scene of the old patriarch of the Xun Shengmen being stripped of his holy soul by her. A strong sense of unwillingness arose in his heart.
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No, I absolutely cannot die, absolutely cannot die here. I still need to go back to Mingdi City to pay respects to my mother. I still need to find Chi Yao for revenge. I still need to uncover the truth from 800 years ago. How can I die here
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"I refuse to accept this!"
Zhang Ruchen roared.
At that moment, the divine marks in the Qihai trembled violently and flew out from between her brows. They radiated a dazzling light, striking the ghost body of the female Ghost King.
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The blood robe on the beautiful ghost king's body instantly turned into dust, a low muffled groan came from her mouth as she flew backwards.
In mid-air, her ghostly form shattered, splitting into wisps of black ectoplasm.
Immediately, the divine marks flew back to Zhang Ruochin's Qi Sea and imprinted themselves once again on the walls of his Qi Sea, becoming silent.
Zhang Ruochin felt as if he had just walked back from the gates of hell. He knelt on one knee, supporting himself with one hand and gasping for breath.
Before he could even fully relax, the ghostly energy floating in mid-air began to rapidly condense again, reforming into the specter of the beautiful Ghost Queen.
The beautiful ghost king was still long-haired and flowing, but she stood naked in mid-air, with nothing on.
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